Donuts are part of the magic that makes life so sweet. I founded the Level 3 Friday Donut Club in 2004 and ran it until my departure in 2015. It had a three year run at Windstream and is now virtual, but at its peak, we had a rotation of 50+ folks who brought donuts every Friday. We had three simple rules: (1) five dozen (2) boutique shop donuts (3) by 8:00 am. This blog memorializes these e-mails to share my thoughts (and, once upon a time, announce the donut arrival). Have a happy Friday!
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Donuts in a New Light
Driving into Denver, I am often tempted to take-out my phone
and snap a shot. Most often I check myself and forgo the phot opportunity.
While safety is a concern, the biggest reason is that the angle on the lens,
the quality of the sensor and the movement on the car make for disappointing
results (buildings look small, shots look blurry and texture is grainy). There
is this spot on 84th and I-25 where I have decided I need to bring a
good camera with a longer lens and a tripod for sunrise photos. Another good
view comes on the ramp from I-25 to Park Avenue. It’s this latter spot where I
will sometimes indulge and sneak-a-pic. This week was unusual as I gave-in
twice. Wednesday, the clouds painted the city a tangerine orange and yesterday,
the cloudless sunrise made the buildings glisten like jewels on silk. These
dramatic changes in appearance for what is basically the same cityscape got me
thinking about light and perspective. Were days gone by really better, or is
the fact that we had less knowledge and fewer responsibilities painting a
rather similar reality in a softer light? Was it really safer, or has intensive
coverage of crime shone a spotlight on what has always been a problem? Granted,
these questions presume only one variable would change and reality is fairly
more complex. Still, it’s enlightening to question the prevailing narrative and
try to see things in a new light. For instance, did you know that donut you are
considering denying yourself only has about 400 calories? That leaves a lot of
room for breakfast, lunch and dinner on an average 2,000 calorie-a-day diet
–besides, you can always choose to eat a half. So get you some Dunkin’, they’re
sure to brighten your day.
Friends, My predawn attempts to watch the planetary alignment have thus far been met with cloudy skies. The weather forecast through the end of the cosmic event suggests I shall not witness it. And yet, my futile attempts have been rewarded in other ways. The chorus of birds, frogs and insects singing in anticipation of the sun’s glorious rising complement the river’s steady churning. The crisp, fresh air in a desolate town whose citizens are still bidding Morpheus “adieu” caresses my skin while the sweet aroma of petrichor fills my lounges. Deep shadows of centenarian eucalyptus trees slowly recede and give way to the imperceptible progress of the brightening skies. Sure, witnessing those tiny bright spots lined-up in the sky would be pretty cool —like sprinkles on a donut. Speaking of donuts, if you’re ever in Cuenca around the feast of Corpus Christi (which ended yesterday) you need to try the Huevos Chilenos (Chilean Eggs) —think of them as less sweet donut holes. And, if like me t
Friends, As 2021 comes to an end, it’s time to remember and be grateful for another year of life – there’s much for which to be grateful. Sure, some things could have gone better (they always can), but on balance things were good. At the González household, the cathartic process of capturing this year’s essence to burn at midnight is wrapping-up. This year’s theme, “Covid Games from home” uses Squid games (Netflix’s unlikely breakaway hit) as a way to mock the two main Covid variants of concern (Delta and Omicron) and commiserate about working from home with all the weirdness it carries along. Comfy slippers combined with dressing-up from the waist up for zoom meetings (not to mention the quarantine fifteen). As I hope for lots of snow and no wind (lest we need to call an audible on the midnight burn) my thoughts turn to my friends in Boulder county and hopes for a quick recovery. May 2022 bring an end to confinement and lots of opportunities to share donuts. Happy Friday!
Friends, I believe going anywhere in the world (so long as you abide by the local laws) should be a human right. People should be allowed to wander freely (or vote with their feet whenever a government alienates them). In this, I fully support Doctors Without Borders’ decision to no longer accept funding from the EU due to their immigration policies. Good for them! That said borders can be useful. Take, for instance national sports teams. If there were no borders, events like the summer and winter Olympiads would not exist. Closer to home, those of you who follow soccer are probably tuning-in to the hundredth edition of Copa America , currently under way. Last night the quarter final opener featured both of the teams for which I've been rooting. Who do you cheer for when you know only one of your teams will advance? You can't root for both or you risk becoming a dispassionate observer, so, you either pick one or choose to narrate the game in English (i.e. no 100 MPH narra